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Dat Nika Video (MV)




Performed By: Rico Guapo
Language: English
Length: 2:58
Written by: Tore Scott




Rico Guapo - Dat Nika Lyrics
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Guapo, yahemi?
Remember they wasn't f*cking with the kid
But now they callin' me that nigga,that nigga(gone)
I ain't f*cking with these f*ck ass niggas
Remember they wasn't f*cking with the kid
But now they callin' me that nigga, that nigga(oh that's that nigga)
I can tell you bout the good days and the bad days(ah)
Just another sad picture(ah, ah),some issues
I don't put my trust in nobody, I swear to God,
I only trust this pistol, this pistol
Punching a clock that's digitial
I ain't f*ckin' with these niggas
We a light this bih like Christmas
We uplift 'em
Yeah I'm in that spirit, I ain't know that I was gifted
With this music
'Till it was my last option only decision(ya, ya)
I ain't stun' this and that
Who doin' this and that
In my own lane
I ain't in competition(nah, nah)
Bitch I make her do dishes
White tee with my fitted
Black jeans match the blicky, it look good with every outfit(hell yea)
Hot boy
Boiling water, drop it in that pot, boy(err, err)
Think he hot as me, but you're not, boy
You really need to stop, boy
We be hangin' out, boy
Nigga you be indoors
Nigga we be outdoor
Like what?(whatt)
You chasin' clout for?
I know that she's a hot pocket, know that she's a hot whore
Remember they wasn't f*cking with the kid
But now they callin' me that nigga, that nigga(oh that's that nigga)
I can tell you about the good days and the bad days
Just another (ah) sad picture(ah, ah)
Some issues
I don't put my trust in nobody, I swear to God
I only trust this pistol, this pistol
Punching a clock, thats digital(beep), I ain't f*ckin' with these niggas
We a light this bih like Christmas
We uplift 'em
And I'm Turnt like I'm on them pills
Turnt like I'm on them jiggas
Me and all my niggas, somebody take this picture(ch-ch)
Thought I was gone, I hawked 'em down(ymmm)
Caught up with them niggas
Had to catch up with myself and had to catch up with some figures
Leave some red on your shirt like I put ketchup on you, nigga
Yeah, I'm next up on you, niggas
Doin' songs I don't consider, yeah
I'm the pick of the litter
Been like this since I was little
Niggas rat, they stuart little
I don't f*ck with them a little
Ain't no pistols in my picture, but them hoes in arm reach
Ain't incriminating myself
I know them folks be watchin' me
And these rappers keep jockin' me
That's how I know they watchin' me
And Granny always told me
Be the best that I can be(that I can be)
Remember they wasn't f*ckin' with the kid
But now they callin' me that nigga, that nigga
I can tell you about the good days and the bad days
Just another sad picture, some issues
I don't put my trust in nobody, I swear to God
I only trust this pistol, this pistol
Punching a clock, thats digital
I ain't f*ckin' with these niggas
We a light this bih like christmas
We uplift em
Remember they wasn't f*cking with the kid, but now they callin' me that nigga, that nigga
I can tell you about the good days and the bad days
Just another sad picture
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Guapo, yahemi?
Remember they wasn't f*cking with the kid
But now they callin' me that nigga,that nigga(gone)
I ain't f*cking with these f*ck ass niggas
Remember they wasn't f*cking with the kid
But now they callin' me that nigga, that nigga(oh that's that nigga)
I can tell you bout the good days and the bad days(ah)
Just another sad picture(ah, ah),some issues
I don't put my trust in nobody, I swear to God,
I only trust this pistol, this pistol
Punching a clock that's digitial
I ain't f*ckin' with these niggas
We a light this bih like Christmas
We uplift 'em
Yeah I'm in that spirit, I ain't know that I was gifted
With this music
'Till it was my last option only decision(ya, ya)
I ain't stun' this and that
Who doin' this and that
In my own lane
I ain't in competition(nah, nah)
Bitch I make her do dishes
White tee with my fitted
Black jeans match the blicky, it look good with every outfit(hell yea)
Hot boy
Boiling water, drop it in that pot, boy(err, err)
Think he hot as me, but you're not, boy
You really need to stop, boy
We be hangin' out, boy
Nigga you be indoors
Nigga we be outdoor
Like what?(whatt)
You chasin' clout for?
I know that she's a hot pocket, know that she's a hot whore
Remember they wasn't f*cking with the kid
But now they callin' me that nigga, that nigga(oh that's that nigga)
I can tell you about the good days and the bad days
Just another (ah) sad picture(ah, ah)
Some issues
I don't put my trust in nobody, I swear to God
I only trust this pistol, this pistol
Punching a clock, thats digital(beep), I ain't f*ckin' with these niggas
We a light this bih like Christmas
We uplift 'em
And I'm Turnt like I'm on them pills
Turnt like I'm on them jiggas
Me and all my niggas, somebody take this picture(ch-ch)
Thought I was gone, I hawked 'em down(ymmm)
Caught up with them niggas
Had to catch up with myself and had to catch up with some figures
Leave some red on your shirt like I put ketchup on you, nigga
Yeah, I'm next up on you, niggas
Doin' songs I don't consider, yeah
I'm the pick of the litter
Been like this since I was little
Niggas rat, they stuart little
I don't f*ck with them a little
Ain't no pistols in my picture, but them hoes in arm reach
Ain't incriminating myself
I know them folks be watchin' me
And these rappers keep jockin' me
That's how I know they watchin' me
And Granny always told me
Be the best that I can be(that I can be)
Remember they wasn't f*ckin' with the kid
But now they callin' me that nigga, that nigga
I can tell you about the good days and the bad days
Just another sad picture, some issues
I don't put my trust in nobody, I swear to God
I only trust this pistol, this pistol
Punching a clock, thats digital
I ain't f*ckin' with these niggas
We a light this bih like christmas
We uplift em
Remember they wasn't f*cking with the kid, but now they callin' me that nigga, that nigga
I can tell you about the good days and the bad days
Just another sad picture
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Writer: Tore Scott
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